This is the first unlock chapter, what do you think of the Quinn pov
Amanda's POVAll the anger that was raging in my chest immediately subsided at Quinn's mention of the check. For a few moments I could not speak. I stared at him mouth agape, wondering how on earth I was going to get five million dollars back. It was literally impossible!My mind racked with thoughts and options. Was there a way to get out of this? Being married to Logan's uncle was the strangest, most distasteful situation I had ever found myself in. But if the only way to be free of this was to return the money, what was I supposed to do? The only thing I could think of was taking out another loan to pay off Quinn. But that was a stupid idea. I had barely been able to get my mother and I out of the debt my father left. Taking another loan would be begging to be killed, at this point. I had to think of my mother, and of our lives. Once again I felt helpless. My eyes found their way to Quinn who was still observing me with that emotionless expression. A wave of bitterness flooded th
Amanda's POVIt felt like the breath was knocked out of me when Quinn slammed his lips on mine. Hard. At first I was frozen in shock, trying to process what was happening. My hands were frozen at my sides, and my eyes were wide in surprise.Quinn was kissing me! I had no idea how to react at first and I found myself lost in thought, but eventually I gave in, unable to hide the ecstasy that came with having him so close to me. A slight sigh sounded in my throat as his fingers slid into my hair. I kissed him back with equal fervor, reveling in the sweet taste of his lips. He sucked on my lower lip, bringing my head forward to slam our lips harder together. His warm breath hit my face and I felt a wave of desire rush through me. I realized that I did not want the kiss to end. To have his strong arms wrapped around me, cradling me softly. But soon, it was over. The kiss ended just as fast as it began. It had been brief, but it felt so much longer than that. I was nearly breathless when
Amanda's POVThere was a long silence on the other end of the phone before Logan finally heaved a sigh. "Amanda.." I shut my eyes tightly in pain, already knowing what was coming next. He wouldn't do it. He just couldn't. And I knew it. My chest burned with pain and I cursed myself silently for letting Logan hurt me again. Once again he had chosen the other girl over me. This was his second rejection, and I let myself be foolishly hopeful. I wanted to slap myself across the face."You know what, Logan, don't bother," I spat. "I don't want anything from you, so keep your damn favors. And for your information, I won't be divorcing your uncle. Do with that what you will."Angrily, I hung up on him and tossed my phone into my purse. The stinging of my eyes made my throat tighten, and it all just felt too much. Hearing his voice again, him choosing his mistress over me, it was hurtful. My chest felt full and heavy, and without warning, tears spurted from my eyes. I tried to stop them b
Amanda's POV"Yes," Logan confirmed my fears. He leaned back into his chair and stared pointedly at me, as if to say that I was asking obvious questions. Still dazed at this turn of events, I stared down at the letter in my hand and scanned through it just to be sure. But it was right there. The word 'termination' stared right back at me, kick-starting my fears once again. Why couldn't I catch a break for just one second? Why did life keep throwing these difficulties my way? Have I not been through enough already?! My fear slowly mixed with anger and I glared at Logan who was watching me with a self satisfied smile. I held myself back from yelling because that was all I wanted to do; shout, scream at him, and demand an explanation for this behavior. It was obvious he was doing this to get back at me, and I wanted so badly to put him in his place. Relax, Amanda, I told myself, forcing my fists to unclench. If I acted up now, Logan would only use it to his advantage as another valid
Quinn's POVI was pissed.I had just returned from meeting Amanda's friend, Vanessa, and she had given me a detailed explanation of everything that had happened at the company earlier today. My anger had only doubled tenfold when she told me that Amanda was fired, and the reason for it. At that moment, if I had set eyes on Logan, I would have gladly beaten him to a pulp. How dare he sack her?! Even after knowing that she was married to me. He had crossed his boundaries, and I was surely going to make him pay. As I drove, thinking of everything, I grew angrier and angrier. I thought about how Amanda must have felt. And that bastard Logan already had her replacement ready. He had obviously planned this. I forced myself to calm down as I drove slowly to Amanda's house. She had called me to remind me that I was to be introduced to her mother today. Over the phone, she sounded fine, like nothing happened. Like she had not just been fired from the only job she had. I was expecting her t
Third povThere was a look of alarm on Amanda's face as she whirled around to face Quinn. Her eyes darted to his face, searching for answers, hoping that the scary realization was not so. She could feel the anxiety washing over her and overwhelming her in advance for the situation she was about to find herself in. Regardless, she decided to ask Quinn the question, fearing for his answer. "I-Is…is this where you live? With Logan, his granny, and his mother? Is this where we shall be staying?"She held her breath for his reply, hoping he would respond in the negative. She was nearly exasperated at this point. She had gone through enough awkward situations for a lifetime. How was she supposed to live in the same house as Logan?!Quinn had been expecting this reaction from Amanda, so it did not surprise him. He simply did not care if she was affected by it or not. After all, the contract had been signed. But before he could give her an answer, Granny Maria walked in. The old woman was
Chapter 13Amanda's POVAfter our argument last night and my blurt of words without thinking which I still deeply regret, Quinn did not come back home. I searched the house for him but he was nowhere to be found. It was a servant who finally put me out of my misery by informing me that he'd gone out and didn't return. Dejectedly, I'd returned to the room and locked the door behind me, refusing to show myself at all and making sure to avoid Mrs McCullough and Granny Maria. I'd had enough drama for one day and I needed to cool my head. I felt strangely lonely without Quinn around, but I still refused to leave his room. Thankfully, a maid had brought me food without my asking, making me realize that I'd been starving. As I dug into the food savagely, I wondered between mouthfuls who could have sent the maid to me. Between Granny Maria and Logan's mother, Mrs McCullough, neither of them seemed to welcome me earlier today. So that was a mystery, and I had forgotten to ask the maid. Rega
Amanda's POVI'm sure my face was the very definition of surprise, but I was too caught up in the meaning of Quinn's words to care. For a second I was scared to say anything, fearing I might have misheard him and that I would only make a fool of myself. A date?I stared up at him doubtfully. For some reason, my whole body was prickling with an emotion I could not describe. My heart rate was definitely not normal, and my mouth felt dry. To be honest, I was still reeling over him complimenting me, so I really did not know how to act. "Are you…asking me out on a date?" I finally found my voice, though my voice was hoarse from disbelief. I couldn't believe it. As usual, he waited at least two beats before he spoke. "Yes, a date. You do know that a date isn't just for loving couples, right?" He explained. "We are trying to create the illusion of being in a romantic relationship. What better way to make people believe our relationship is based on love than going on special dates."I nodd
AmandaI could not understand, for the life of me, how and why Luke was here in the first place. I had so many questions to ask him. He stood there staring at me for a few moments before walking forward."Hello, Camila. Finally I get to see you."I couldn't think of what to say, but I also couldn't leave him standing outside. That was even worse because he could easily be spotted. I had no choice but to invite him inside. At least he would be away from prying eyes until he had to leave. Surprisingly, Luke did not decline when I asked him to come in. I thought he would be angry at the fact that he found me here. Not like his opinion mattered, anyway. Hating that I had to deal with this coupled with what was already going on, I sobbed and led him into the mansion, walking straight to the living room and offering him a seat. I couldn't just leave him there regardless of how I felt. He was still a guest here, and guests had to be entertained. So I headed to the fridge and took out water
Amanda’s POV A secret? He killed my father because of some silly secrets? And my mother kept all this from me?My head was in my palm as a strong headache overcame me. It was as if the more I thought about it the more it throbbed, pulsated. I could hardly comprehend it.How could she keep this away from me, knowing this much. I married the son of the man that killed my own father. I think what was more shocking amongst all this was the fact that she watched me get married with him without so much as an eye bat.Call it what you might but I felt betrayed. I know she wanted to bury in the past, not scale out old wounds but she should have tried. She should have warned.Some part of me blamed myself as well. I should have listened to that little chipping voice that was whispering at me to turn back. To not work in that company. To not agree to the contract…..but without that, Quinn.Gods!I fisted my hair.The more I stayed here, the more my head swarmed with different thoughts. Accusat
Amanda’s POV Quinn was preparing for work. I immediately kicked up from the bed and ran into the bathroom. I wanted to join him to work. I loved the feeling of him driving me to work. It was cute and hot.I dashed into the bathroom and started showering. I skipped most of my routines. Just had a quick shower then sprinted out with the towel tied around my chest.Thumbling through racks of clothes, I fished out a white chiffon top with a fizzle at the hand. I brought out plain pants, a belt and my heels and a purse.I laid them out and began dressing briskly when Quinn turned to me. He stared, arched brow at me. “What are you doing?” His hand halted on his tie as he held my form in question.“What does it look like I’m doing?” As I asked I threw on my shirt, fastening my button. “I’m dressing so that I can join you for work.” I said like it wasn't the obvious.His hand dropped from his tie to his side and he faced me. “Work? Didn’t I tell you during last night’s date not to worry abo
Amanda’s POV After Quinn left, I was by myself, smiling like an idiot before I caught myself. I shook my head and palmed my cheeks. “Get a grip girl!” I reprimanded myself and snorted, and then I was grinning again.I groaned, there was no helping this. I might as well just let it be.While smiling, I reminisce the look of rapt shock on Mrs. Rosaline’s face. Then I suddenly remembered that Candace wasn’t present for breakfast.It’s been four days now and I hadn’t set eyes on her. The woman part of me felt bad for her. And to crown it all, she was pregnant after all the humiliation and there was her husband to be, swarming around me like a damn bee.I didn’t know what I was feeling, maybe call it, feeling euphoric, and stupid. But I wanted to check up on her. My feet moved on their own accords, and before I knew it, I was towing towards her room. Without so much as a ponder.I rapped on the door and she called in, thinking it was probably a servant or a maid. When she saw me her eyes
Quinn’s POV “You should have told me before you told them about our baby.” Amanda said, coming after me. She shut the door and sat on the bed with a bounce. She had her hand behind her whilst she looked up at me. The position suddenly ignited something feral inside of me.“You know your Aunty didn’t seem happy, only Granny was happy for us.”I leaned in, giving in a tad bit to the voice in my head. “I was just happy, feeling too in the moment,” I kissed her, a little deeper than I anticipated. Breaking away, I used my thumb on her cheeks to measure gaze with her. “I’m sorry, next time I’ll consult you before I take any action next time.”She waves it off, “it’s okay. I liked the look of surprise on their faces. Did you see the look on Miranda’s face?”“No, I didn’t,” I pulled her close, “I was too happy to notice anyone, honestly.” She brushed the hair that fell to my face back. “I just hope our baby will be safe.” The genuine worry on her face and her tone made me sit down rather
Amanda’s POV I woke up feeling a burst of euphoric excitement all over the air. The bed was still warm from Quinn’s presence. Lying on the bed, I grinned and spread my legs and arms wide on the bed. Everything felt right, felt in place. “Mmm,” I turned to the side of Quinn’s bed and tapped gently by his side. Grinning like I won the lottery. Inside me felt so light, like I could float to the sky, to the heavenss or better to the fucking galaxy.It was refreshing finally describing what we were. Putting a label to us. It felt like a breath of fresh air knowing my place. My indefinite place.All the questioning, all the unanswered questions and the burning fear was discarded. All that was left in its wake were colourful butterflies fluttering in the bosom of my stomach.What made me leave the bed was my phone by the bed stand. Next to the alarm clock. I grabbed it and rolled on my back putting a call through to Vanessa. My one and only fan. The fan of our ship since day one.“Hellooo
Quinn’s POV I couldn’t believe what Amanda was doing. Did she think that I didn’t know about the baby? I kept quiet, hoping she’d trust me enough to open up to me about the baby but she’d pulled a twister.When she’d called and said that she wanted to speak with me about something, I inwardly exhaled, relieved that she was finally coming to me with it, coming out clean but she instead suggested this.And what was that talk about finding love?I had learned about the pregnancy in the hospital. I was outside her ward when she asked the doctor to keep it a secret.“There’s no problem.” I said, much to her surprise. Why was she shocked? Isn’t that what she wanted?“You can go and meet the person you love, but make sure you give birth to my child first and give it to me before leaving.”Her eyes widened in shock, mouth agape with all the color drained from her features. She was stark with surprise. She opened her mouth and closed it, struggling to speak.I pushed up, tight hearted that she
Amanda’s POV I massaged my temples, sighing. Exhaustion and terror washed through me. This wasn’t the plan, this wasn’t stated in the contract. I wasn’t supposed to get pregnant.What was going to happen to me now? I couldn’t exactly raise a child alone. I mean I could, but work, life and my age. It wasn’t something I could do alone. And at the same time I couldn’t tell Quinn. Oh, I mustn’t.I didn’t want someone to stay with me just because I was pregnant. I wasn’t that selfish to force someone to stay with me for the sake of a baby.My eyes instinctively moved to my belly. We didn’t have a contract to get pregnant because he’d known that a grown ass lady wouldn’t be so stupid to let such a casualty happen.Our contract had not ended and wasn’t going to end any time soon. He would surely see that I was pregnant. It would be horrible, subjecting Quinn to something he didn’t want. And most importantly I didn’t want someone to be with me out of duty or pity. That wasn’t what I wanted.
Amanda’s POV As I stepped out of the house I felt woozy and my vision blurred out. I held my head to shake off the dizziness, just in the moment my eyes closed and the world spun around me. Just as I was about to fall, a hand caught me and right me. I held my head, closing my eyes for a bit.I inhaled, when I was sure my vision was clear and not drowsy anymore I peeled my eyes open to see granny staring at me. Her hand was stationed around my wrist.Her brows creased into worry, eyes accessed me.“Thank you granny Maria.” I said and she let go, after a moment of observing me.“Have you gone for the check up?” She asked and I stared oblivious to her questions and reason behind it. She spoke as if I’d discussed my dizziness with her. How did she even know?“I heard you complaining about dizziness over the phone.” She gave herself away.I stared keenly at her. My stare easily asked the question; have you been eavesdropping on me? She immediately added, prior to my questioning stare, “